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"You're not seriously considering it, are you?" Susan raised a skeptical eyebrow at Harry, her voice a mix of amusement and disbelief as they sat in the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The room buzzed with the usual lunchtime chatter, students sharing tales of their morning classes, the latest Quidditch gossip, and whatever rumors Witch Weekly was cooking up.
Harry leaned in closer, his emerald eyes gleaming with mischief. "Why wouldn't I? You know how Hannah feels about you. And let's be honest, you're not exactly indifferent to her advances." He took a sip of his pumpkin juice, watching Susan's cheeks flush pink as she avoided eye contact.
The idea had been brewing in Harry's mind for weeks now, ever since he'd stumbled upon Hannah's not-so-secret crush on Susan. The way Hannah's gaze lingered on Susan, the shy smiles she sent her way, and the way Susan would occasionally return them with a knowing smirk—it was clear there was something there. And knowing that Susan was open-minded and adventurous, Harry couldn't resist the challenge of bringing the two of them together. Plus, being the straight man invited to the lesbian best friend threesome... How much more could a hot-blooded male want?
As the lunchtime chatter grew louder, Susan's eyes darted around the room. Harry noticed her nervousness and took the opportunity to press his advantage. "Just wait until Hannah gets here," he whispered, his voice a seductive purr that made Susan's stomach flutter. "We'll talk about it then, with her right here."
The minutes ticked by, and Harry felt Susan's tension growing. Finally, the sound of the doors opening announced the arrival of Hannah Abbott, her blonde curls bouncing as she scanned the room for their table. Her cheeks were flushed from the brisk walk to the Great Hall, and she had a certain eagerness in her step that Harry found incredibly endearing. She spotted them and her eyes lit up, her smile growing wider as she approached. Harry could almost feel the sexual tension in the air thicken as she sat down, oblivious to the bombshell he was about to drop.
"Hey Sue, hey Harry," she said breathlessly, picking up a tray of butter rolls from nearby.
"Hannah, perfect timing," Harry grinned, patting the seat next to him. She sat, her eyes flickering between Harry and Susan, sensing the undercurrent of excitement. "We were just talking about an idea Susan was interested in."
Susan's eyes narrowed, her curiosity piqued as she looked at Harry with a challenge in her gaze. "Oh?" Hannah said, her voice low and measured. "And what would that be?"
"Well you know how both of you love my cock? And you have a crush on Susan, and Susan told me she's curious about being with a girl, so I figured why not make it happen?" Harry spoke casually, as if suggesting a trip to Hogsmeade.
Susan's eyes grew wide, her fork hovering in the air mid-bite. "You can't just... say that." She glanced around, but no one seemed to be paying attention to their conversation. The bustle of the hall was the perfect cover for their scandalous plotting, not that even matter in the first place. But to Harry, the teasing was worth it.
Hannah's cheeks grew even redder as she set the tray of rolls down with trembling hands. She looked at Susan, who was now staring at Harry with a mix of shock and curiosity. "You're... you're okay with this?" she stuttered.
Susan took a deep breath and set her cutlery down, leaning back in her chair. "Well, I did say I was curious," she admitted, her voice a bit shaky. "And honestly you were the only girl I could imagine being with. You're my best friend, and I trust you more than anyone else..." Hannah's eyes grew wide as Susan continued, her voice growing softer, "And, I can't lie, you are incredibly attractive, Hannah."
Hannah felt her heart race at Susan's words, and she couldn't help but blurt out her true feelings. "Oh my god, Susan, I've had a crush on you since we were kids. I never thought you'd even consider something like this." The admission hung in the air, and Harry could almost see the years of pent-up longing in Hannah's eyes.
Susan reached out and placed a comforting hand on Hannah's arm, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I know," she said softly. "And I've been flattered, really. But it's just... it's a lot to think about."
The two of them looked at each other, the weight of the moment hanging in the air. Harry could see the wheels turning in Susan's head as she considered the proposition. He knew she was attracted to the idea, but the reality was a different beast.
"Well, if you're not sure," Harry said, raising his hand as if to stop time. "Let's not rush into this. I've got a list of pros and cons for each of you." He pulled a parchment from his robe pocket, grinning at their surprised expressions. "What? I'm thorough."
Susan rolled her eyes, a smirk playing at the corner of her mouth. "You're ridiculous. Who makes a pros and cons list for something like this?" She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling as she tried to compose herself. "But there's no need. I've already decided. Let's do it!"
Hannah's eyes widened in surprise and excitement. "Really?" she squeaked, her voice barely audible above the din of the hall.
"Yes, really," Susan said with a firm nod. "But we need to do this somewhere private." She glanced around, ensuring no one was listening to their conversation. "The last thing we need is to become the school's latest gossip."
"Well I mean I wouldn't really mind... Ow! Hannah what was that for! Don't slap me! Ow! Susan you too!"
And that's how it started. Currently the three were walking side by side towards the dungeon entrance to Hufflepuff common room near the kitchens, getting ready for a threesome.
After climbing through the entrance, hidden behind a large stack of barrels that only opened with a secret knock (although it was probably the most obvious secret knock of all time, who would design their passcode to be cadence of the namesake of their own house?) He was met by the homeliest common room he had seen in all of his time in Hogwarts. Hufflepuff common room was a warm and cozy place, with a large fireplace crackling merrily, sending waves of heat across the room. The walls were lined with portraits of famous Hufflepuff alumni, their painted eyes seemingly following the trio as they walked in. The floor was covered with a plush carpet that felt like stepping into a sea of butterscotch. Harry had to admit, it felt even more welcoming than Gryffindor did, much to his dismay.
Susan and Hannah led him upstairs to their dormitory, which was a stark contrast to the bustling common room. The corridor was lined with doors, each with a small brass plate inscribed with the name of its occupants. They stopped at a door with the name 'Bones' and 'Abbott' on it, and Susan flicked her wand to unlock it. The room inside was simple and neat, with two single beds, a dresser, and a desk. The walls were adorned with posters of various Quidditch players and a few spells that Harry recognized from their Charms classes. A vaguely Christmas smell wafted through the air, courtesy of a small jar of potpourri on the windowsill.
"So, what do you think?" Susan asked, her voice a mix of pride and curiosity as she looked around their space.
"It's fantastic," Harry said truthfully. "So much more inviting than the Gryffindor dorms. You Hufflepuffs really know how to make a place feel like home."
Susan and Hannah shared a proud smile. "We try," Susan said, glancing around their shared space. "Sometimes nice and cozy is all you need, why have stuff over the top full of grandeur, when you can have a nice warm plush sofa?"
Hannah nodded in agreement. "Maybe Gryffindor's just too busy with their heroics to worry about decor," she said, her voice taking on a teasing tone.
"Oh wow, bully your house guest why don't you," Harry said with a mock-hurt expression, though his eyes danced with mischief. "But alright, I'll let you have your little digs." Secretly though, he wouldn't deny he was irritated that both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had nicer rooms than Gryffindor.
They both giggled, the tension of the moment dissipating slightly as they made their way over to the bed. It was a four-poster, large enough to easily fit the three of them. The bedspread was a deep golden color that matched the warm light coming from the lamps. Definitely better than Gryffindor boys dorms.
Susan took a deep breath and turned to face Harry. "So, how do we start?" she asked, her voice a little shaky. Harry stepped closer, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek. He leaned in and kissed her, slow and gentle, tasting her uncertainty. As their kiss deepened, he felt Susan's body begin to relax into him, her hands sliding up to wrap around his neck.
Hannah watched, her heart racing as she saw her crush finally acting on the attraction she had hoped was there. She felt a little awkward at first, but the sight of Susan's eyes fluttering shut and the soft sounds of their kissing was too much to handle. Harry broke the kiss and turned to her, his eyes smoldering with desire. He pulled her in, claiming her mouth with the same passion he had shown Susan.
Hannah's knees went weak as Harry's hands slid down her body, pulling her closer to him. The feel of his strong arms around her was everything she had dreamed of since the last time they were together. When he finally pulled back, Harry whispered against her lips, "Now kiss her." His voice was filled with such confidence and lust that it was impossible to resist.
Without missing a beat, Hannah turned to Susan, her eyes full of hope and excitement. Susan looked back at her, the corners of her mouth twitching with a shy smile. The tension in the air was palpable as their gazes met, the anticipation making Harry's cock throb in his trousers. The two girls leaned in, their lips brushing together tentatively at first, as if testing the waters. It was a sweet, gentle kiss, filled with years of unspoken longing and curiosity.
Their giggles muffled against each other's mouths as their kiss grew bolder, hands tentatively exploring each other's faces before tangling in hair. Harry watched, his heart pounding in his chest, as the kiss grew deeper, more passionate. He could see Hannah's eyes flutter shut in pure bliss, her cheeks flushed with excitement. Susan's arms snaked around Hannah's waist, pulling her closer, their bodies fitting together perfectly.
As they broke for air, Harry stepped back, his eyes roving over the two beautiful witches standing before him. "Very good," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "How was that, Susan?"
Her eyes were dark with passion, and she swallowed hard before speaking. "It was... it was surprisingly good." Susan admitted, her cheeks a bright shade of red. "I didn't know what to expect, but... I really like it! You are such a soft kisser, Hannah!"
Hannah's eyes sparkled with excitement as she blushed even more profusely. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're not so bad yourself, Susan." She giggled nervously, her hand reaching up to touch her own lips. "But I've had a lot of practice dreaming about it," she added with a playful wink.
The tension dissolved away as Harry stepped back to observe the two. He felt like a master puppeteer, orchestrating a scene that he had only ever fantasized about. His heart was racing, and his cock was straining against his robes, eager for the main act to begin. He leaned over and kissed Susan again, feeling her body melt into his. Then he turned to Hannah, his kiss just as fiery, claiming her mouth with a passion that made her toes curl. The two girls exchanged glances, and Susan took the cue, leaning in to kiss Hannah once more.
This time, Harry stepped aside, watching with hungry eyes as the two of them explored each other's mouths, their hands roaming over each other's bodies. Susan's fingers traced the line of Hannah's jaw before delving into her hair, pulling her closer. Hannah's hands found Susan's waist, her fingertips dancing across the fabric of her shirt. Harry took the opportunity to slip off his own shirt, revealing his toned chest and the dark trail of short hair leading down to his pants.
The kiss grew more daring, Susan's tongue tentatively flicking against Hannah's lower lip before delving in, exploring every inch of her mouth. Harry's eyes were glued to the sight of their intertwined tongues, his cock aching for attention. Hannah's hands were now roaming under Susan's shirt, caressing the soft skin of her stomach, making her gasp into the kiss. The sound was like music to Harry's ears, an orchestra of desire that had been playing in his mind for weeks.
Susan broke the kiss, her eyes dark with need as she looked down at Hannah. She leaned in, her teeth grazing Hannah's bottom lip gently before moving down to kiss and nibble at her neck. Harry took this as his cue, moving behind Susan, his own hands wrapping around her chest, tracing the lines of her collarbone before he too descended to kiss her nape of her neck. The sensation sent shivers down Susan's spine, and she arched into him, her hands tightening around Hannah's waist.
With a sly smile, Harry reached forward and began to unbutton Hannah's shirt. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't resist, her breathing becoming shallower as she felt his fingers against her skin. The fabric parted to reveal her lacy bra, and Susan couldn't help but lean in to press a kiss to the swell of Hannah's breasts. Harry's hands continued to move, slipping under the material to cup Hannah's breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hardening nipples.
Susan's eyes closed, a soft moan escaping her lips as she felt Hannah's hands on her, her hands had found their way under Susan's shirt, and she enjoyed the feeling of her smooth, curvy body under her fingertips. She felt Susan's stomach muscles tense, and the redhead let out a gasp as Hannah's nails lightly scraped against her skin.
"I don't know about you two, but this is really turning me on," Harry murmured, his voice low and gruff. His eyes were dark with desire as he watched Susan's hands slide down to cup Hannah's breasts, along with his, her thumbs flicking over the fabric of her bra.
Hannah took a deep breath and found her courage. She had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now it was here. With trembling hands, she reached for Susan's shirt, her eyes never leaving Susan's gaze as she began to unbutton it. The buttons popped open one by one, revealing Susan's pale, freckled skin. Susan's eyes widened, but she didn't stop her, instead leaning into Hannah's touch. When the shirt was fully open, Harry stepped back to admire the view, his own hands moving to his pants to free his cock, which was now standing proud and erect against his boxers.
Susan leaned back, placing her own hands over Hannah's, pressing them against her breasts. "Do you like them?" she asked, her voice husky with desire. "I know you've seen them when we change, but this feels better, doesn't it?"
Hannah nodded fervently, her eyes never leaving Susan's. "They're perfect," she murmured, her voice filled with wonder. "Everything about you is."
With a smoldering gaze, Harry nodded in agreement. He couldn't help but admire the way Susan's skin looked under the soft light of the room, her freckles standing out like stars in the night sky. Sitting down on the edge of the bed behind Hannah this time, he leaned back, giving the girls space to continue exploring each other while keeping himself within arm's reach.
Reaching forward, Harry took Hannah's biceps in his hand and slowly lifted her arms above her head, the fabric of her shirt following the motion and sliding off her shoulders. She looked back at him with a mix of excitement and trepidation, her eyes searching for reassurance. Harry gave her a wink, the kind that said 'I've got you', before leaning in to kiss her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. The shirt dropped to the floor, leaving her in just her bra.
Susan watched, her own desire building as she slipped her shirt off her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground to expose her lacy black bra. She watched Harry's eyes follow the movement and felt a thrill at the hunger she saw in them. With shaky hands, she reached behind her back and unclasped the hooks, letting the garment fall away to reveal her firm, round breasts. Her nipples were already hard with anticipation, the cool air of the room making them pucker.
Hannah's eyes widened as she took in Susan's bare chest, her own hands moving to her own bra, fumbling with the clasp. Harry chuckled and leaned in to help her, his fingers deftly unhooking it with ease. He slid the straps off her shoulders, and the bra fell away, revealing her full, perky breasts.
Hannah's stare was glued to Susan's chest, and she felt a strange mix of awe and jealousy. She had always admired Susan's body, but never like this, never so close and never with permission to touch. Harry noticed her hesitation and whispered in her ear, "You're beautiful, Hannah. Don't hold back." His words were like a spell, releasing the dam of her inhibitions, and she reached out to trace her fingertips over Susan's soft, pale skin, her touch feather-light and reverent.
Emboldened by Harry's encouragement, Hannah leaned down and took Susan's right nipple in her mouth, her tongue flicking against the sensitive bud before she began to suck gently. Susan's eyes rolled back in her head, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she felt the warmth of Hannah's mouth on her. Harry, not one to be outdone, moved to Susan's other side and mirrored the action, his teeth grazing the left nipple before his tongue followed suit.
The room filled with the sound of Susan's vocally moaning that grew louder and more ragged as their worship of her breasts grew more fervent. Harry's hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer to him, his tongue swirling around her right nipple while Hannah's focused on the left. The feel of their warm breath against her skin was intoxicating, and Susan's hands found their way to their heads, her fingers tangling in their hair as she guided them closer.
Hannah's hand began to wander, moving down her leg to rest on her thigh. The fabric of Susan's skirt was soft under her fingertips, the material whispering as she slid it higher. The anticipation was agonizingly delicious as she reached the edge of Susan's panties, her heart racing in her chest. She took a deep breath and slipped her hand underneath, feeling the heat of Susan's skin against her palm. Susan's legs trembled at the touch, and she spread them slightly apart, giving Hannah better access.
With a gentle push from Harry, Susan stumbled backward, landing on the bed with a soft thud. She looked up at him with wide eyes, her cheeks flushed with excitement and pleasure, as Hannah followed her back, keeping her mouth latched onto Susan's pink nipple. Harry took the opportunity to strip off the rest of his clothes, revealing his rock-hard cock, which stood at attention as he took in the sight before him. The contrast of Hannah's golden hair against Susan's pale skin was breathtaking, and the sounds of Susan's moans filled the room, driving him wild. He could see Susan's hands gripping the bedspread, her knuckles white with pleasure as Hannah's mouth kissed and licked and sucked at her breasts with intensity that even surprised Harry.
"Why don't you go a little lower, Hannah?" Harry suggested, "See if you can find something even more sensitive to kiss." His voice was a seductive rumble that sent shivers down Susan's spine, and a shock of excitement into Hannah's core.
With a nod, Hannah released Susan's nipple with a wet pop, her eyes never leaving Susan's as she sank to her knees between Susan's legs off the side of the bed. The floor was cool against her skin, but she didn't mind at all. She reached up, her hands sliding down Susan's waist to the hem of her skirt, and began to inch it off slowly. Susan's breath hitched as she felt the fabric graze over her hips, the anticipation making her wet. With trembling hands, Hannah hooked her thumbs into Susan's panties and pulled them down, her eyes widening at the sight of Susan's trimmed mound. It was just as she had imagined, but seeing it in real life was a whole different experience.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Harry murmured, his voice thick with lust as he looked down at Hannah, whose eyes were glued to Susan's exposed pussy.
Susan's breath caught in her throat as she felt Harry's hand at the back of her head, gently guiding her closer to his erection. She opened her mouth and took him in, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. Her eyes closed, she savored the salty taste of him, feeling his length throb in her mouth as she began to bob up and down. Harry's moan of pleasure encouraged her to continue, and she took him deeper, feeling him hit the back of her throat.
Meanwhile, Hannah leaned in, her nose brushing against Susan's pubic mound, inhaling the sweet scent of her arousal. Her heart was racing as she finally took the plunge, her tongue tentatively flicking against Susan's clit. The taste was exquisite, a mix of salt and sweetness that was unlike anything she had ever expected in any of her fantasies. Susan's body jolted at the contact, and her moan was muffled around Harry's cock. Harry felt Susan's throat tighten around him, her moan vibrating through him, and he knew Hannah had found the spot.
With newfound confidence, Hannah's tongue began to dance over Susan's clit, swirling and licking with a fervor that made Susan's legs quiver. Harry watched, his eyes wide with enthusiasm as he felt Susan's mouth move faster on his cock, her moans of pleasure echoing in the small room. Hannah's hand slid up Susan's thigh, her fingertips teasing the slick folds of her pussy before sliding in, her movements mirroring the rhythm of her mouth on Harry's shaft.
Susan's eyes squeezed shut, her hips rocking against Hannah's mouth as she took Harry deeper into her throat. The feeling of Harry's cock in her mouth and Hannah's fingers inside her was overwhelming, exhilarating, and frighteningly full of ecstasy. Harry's hand found its way to Susan's hair, his grip tightening as he guided her movements, setting a pace that was both punishing and delicious.
Hannah's eyes were glossy with desire as she watched Susan's reaction to her touch. The sight of Harry's cock disappearing into Susan's mouth was intoxicating, but it was Susan's eyes that held her spellbound. They were squeezed shut in pleasure, and Hannah could almost feel the vibrations of her moans through Harry's shaft. She marveled at the beauty of Susan's pussy, the way it glistened in the lamplight, begging for her tongue.
Her heart racing, Hannah parted Susan's folds with her thumbs, exposing the sensitive flesh beneath. She watched in awe as Susan's hips bucked at the touch, her thighs trembling slightly. Taking a deep breath, she leaned in closer, Susan's lower lips now engulfing her mouth as her tongue flicked through the folds of her cunt, her nose rubbing against her best friend's clit. The scent of arousal was intoxicating, and Hannah felt a wave of excitement wash over her.
Her fingers slid in easily, the wetness coating them as she delved deeper, feeling the softness of Susan's walls enveloping her. She curled her fingers, searching for her favorite bundle of nerves, the one that could make Susan see stars. The sounds of Harry's voice coaching her, combined with Susan's muffled cries around his cock, filled her with a fiery determination.
Susan took Harry in deeper, her cheeks hollowing with each bob, her tongue swirling around the tip each time she pulled back. Harry groaned in pleasure, his hand tightening in Susan's hair as he guided her faster. Her eyes watered, but she didn't care; the sounds of his satisfaction were all she needed.
With each stroke of Harry's cock, Susan grew bolder, her hands reaching up to caress his shaft, her thumbs playing with the sensitive skin beneath the head. She felt him swell even more in her mouth, and she knew he was close. Harry's grip in her hair became more insistent, his hips rocking slightly as he thrust into her mouth.
Hannah watched the intimate dance between her two lovers with rapt attention, her own hand slipping under her skirt to her own wetness. Her underwear was already soaked through with her desire, and she slid her hand over her clit, her breath catching as she felt the heat and slickness of her arousal. Her eyes never left Susan's face, the way she was lost in the sensation of Harry's cock, and it spurred Hannah to mimic the rhythm with her own hands, one on her own nether regions, and the other on Susan's.
Susan's legs started to shake, her toes curling as the tension grew tighter and tighter. Harry could feel it in the way she sucked on him, her movements becoming erratic as she approached her peak. With a final gasp, Susan's eyes flew open, and she pulled back from Harry's cock, her breath coming in ragged pants. Harry watched as Susan's orgasm overtook her, her back arching off the bed, her breasts bouncing as she rode out the waves of pleasure.
"Bloody hell!" Susan exclaimed, her voice hoarse from her moans. "Holy Merlin, Hannah! Oh please don't stop, that feels so good!", she panted, her chest heaving as she fought to catch her breath.
Withdrawing his cock from Susan's mouth with a wet pop, Harry watched, his own climax building as Hannah's face was now a canvas of Susan's orgasm. Strands of saliva and Susan's juices painted a wet picture across her cheeks and chin. Hannah looked up, her eyes glazed over with passion, a smear of Susan's essence on her cheek as she met Harry's gaze. She licked her lips, savoring the taste, and Harry felt his cock throb with need.
"You know," Harry said, his voice a low murmur, "Susan's quite particular about her orgasms." He stroked Susan's cheek, his thumb tracing the path of her jaw as she lay there, panting. "It's quite the challenge to make her come, really."
Susan's face flushed a deeper shade of red, her eyes widening in embarrassment. "Harry!" she protested weakly, slapping at his chest. But she couldn't hide the smoldering look in her eyes, the hint of a smirk playing on her lips. "That's not fair!"
"I just think that Hannah needed to know she got you all faster than I did! She's quite good at it!"
Susan's eyes narrowed playfully at Harry as she sat up, trying to compose herself. The warmth of the room was stifling, the air thick with the scent of arousal. She could feel her heart racing, her body still trembling from the powerful orgasm Hannah had given her. But Harry's teasing brought a fresh wave of heat to her cheeks. "You're such a prat," she murmured, though there was no anger in her voice, only affection.
Hannah, however, was still kneeling on the floor, looking up at Susan with a mix of awe and pride. She had done that, bringing Susan to climax with just her mouth and fingers, her own hand was still buried in her skirt, her thumb rubbing slow circles around her clit as she watched Susan's reaction. Harry chuckled, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "I think Hannah's earned a little reward for that performance, don't you?"
With a nod from Susan, Harry leaned down and kissed Hannah, tasting Susan on her lips, the flavor of her lust mingling with the sweetness of Hannah's mouth. His hand reached down to cup Hannah's chin, tilting her face up to deepen the kiss as Susan sat up, her own hands moving to Harry's chest, her nails digging into his flesh lightly. "What do you have in mind?" Susan asked, her voice still a little breathless.
"Well," Harry began, his eyes flicking down to Susan's chest, "I was just wondering... have you ever tasted pussy before?"
Susan's cheeks flamed redder than a Gryffindor banner at the question. She looked down at her hands, which were still resting on Harry's chest, and fidgeted with the fabric of his shirt. "No," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I haven't."
Hannah looked up at Susan, her body returning to a state of nervous anticipation, as Harry pulled her up to the bed. "It's time to show Susan how it's done," he murmured in her ear, his breath hot and tickling her skin. She nodded, her heart racing as she climbed onto the bed, straddling Susan's face. "There we go, now lean down, Hannah. This way you can both taste each other. What do you think, Susan?"
Susan's eyes grew wide as Hannah hovered above her, the sight of the other girl's bare cunt just inches from her face. "I...I've never done this before," she murmured, her voice shaking with excitement and nerves.
Harry chuckled and leaned in, whispering, "Just do what you think feels good, Susan. And if you're not sure, Hannah will guide you." With a deep breath, Harry got on his hands and knees and crawled behind Hannah, his eyes on Susan's. His hand slid down Hannah's smooth thigh, her skin soft and warm. When he reached her pussy, his fingers found her wetness, and he began to rub her clit in slow, deliberate circles, feeling her hips jerk slightly in response. Hannah's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a moan that was music to Harry's ears. "Start here, Sue. Use your mouth, experiment between kisses, licks, and sucking."
Susan took a deep breath and leaned forward, her eyes on Harry's cock and balls. She felt the weight of them on her face, the warmth and the smell of his desire. Hannah's pussy hovered above her, and with trembling hands, she parted Hannah's folds, exposing her glistening pinkness, and Susan watched the way her body responded to his touch, the way she arched her back and moaned. Steeling her nerves, she moved her face forward, starting with a kiss to the soft mound of flesh, feeling Hannah's heat and wetness against her lips.
As Susan's tongue made contact with Hannah's clit, she gasped, the taste was like not at all like she expected, yet exactly what she imagined - a sweet musk smell that filled her senses, and a slight salty taste across her taste buds that she found extremely interesting, and oddly attractive. Her tongue explored the sensitive bundle of nerves, tentatively at first, before she grew bolder. She licked and kissed, her eyes drifting shut as she lost herself in the moment. Harry's whispers of encouragement in her ear only added to the intensity, guiding her to find the perfect rhythm to match his own ministrations on Hannah.
Meanwhile, Harry's own need was growing, his cock throbbing as he watched Susan's tentative exploration of Hannah's pussy. With a smirk, he positioned himself behind Hannah, aligning his cock with her entrance. She was so wet, so ready for him, and as Susan's tongue flicked her clit, Harry pushed himself in with one smooth stroke. Hannah's gasp was muffled by Susan's pussy, but Harry heard it loud and clear, the sound sending a thrill down his spine.
Hannah's hips bucked, her body instinctively pushing back onto Harry as Susan's tongue delved harder onto her folds She had never felt so full, so alive with pleasure, and she had to lean forward to muffle her own moans, pressing her own mouth onto Susan's entrance as Harry Potter fucked her from behind. The sensation was exquisite, an intensity of pleasure that had her toes curling against the bed sheets. Harry's cock filled her, stretched her, and she knew she'd be feeling him for days. But it was Susan's tongue that had her on the edge, her best friend's mouth working magic she never knew existed.
Every time Harry thrust into her, his balls slapped against Susan's face beneath her, sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. He could feel Susan's breath hot and ragged against his groin, and could almost feel the vibration of Susan's own desire as Hannah worked magic on her. Harry's hands were on Hannah's hips, holding her steady as he pumped into her, his pace relentless, driving her closer and closer to the edge.
Hannah's eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure, her mouth full of Susan's sweetness as she worked to give her own climax. She could feel Harry's cock sliding in and out of her, the sensation of fullness exquisite and overwhelming. She moaned against Susan's pussy, her tongue moving faster as Susan eagerly matched her pace on her clit. Susan's whimpers, and Harry's deep groans as he claimed Hannah's body from behind, all three rang out in harmony through the room and undoubtedly down the hall outside the dorm.
With a sudden jerk, Harry pulled out of Hannah, his cock slick with her arousal. He positioned himself on top of Susan's face, the tip of his erection hovering just out of her reach. "Look what we've got here," he said, his voice thick with lust. "You want a taste?"
Susan's eyes snapped open, her pupils dilated with desire. She nodded eagerly, her mouth watering at the sight of Harry's cock just inches away. He smelled like sex, musky and alluring, and she craved it more than she realized she did. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to lick the head, savoring the salty taste of him. Harry's breath hitched as Susan's tongue swirled around the tip, and he couldn't help but groan at the sensation.
With a smirk, he pushed himself deeper into her mouth, watching as she took him in with surprising ease. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, her eyes never leaving his, a silent challenge in their depths. Hannah, feeling the sudden emptiness, took the opportunity to slide two fingers into Susan's soaking wet pussy, the other hand reaching down between them to play with her own clit. Susan's moan vibrated through Harry's shaft as Hannah's digits moved in and out, her eyes glazed with passion.
"That's it," Harry murmured, his voice strained with pleasure as Susan took his balls into her mouth, her tongue swirling around them with a gentle suction. "Good girl." He reached down, his hand tangling in Hannah's hair, and guided her hips back onto his cock, his thrusts long, powerful, slow, and purposeful. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room as Harry took Hannah from behind, her breasts bouncing with each impact as Susan's mouth worked his sack expertly.
"Oh, fuck," Hannah gasped, her voice muffled by Susan's pussy, her eyes squeezed shut as she felt Harry's cock stretch her open. "So...so good."
"You like that, don't you?" Harry murmured, his voice a seductive whisper that seemed to resonate through the very air of the room. "You're so tight, so wet." He leaned over, his hands reaching for Hannah's hair, his voice growing rougher as he watched her mouth engulf his shaft. "Look at Susan's cunt, Hannah. So pretty, so pink, begging for you to make it cum. Do you want me to fuck Susan? Or do you want me to fill you up and have her eat it out? Tell me, what do you want?"
Hannah moaned against Susan's folds, the vibrations sending shudders through Susan's body. Harry's words were like a spell, casting a net of desire over her thoughts. "Both," she breathed out, the word barely audible. "I want both."
With a smirk, Harry pulled out of Hannah and laid down on the bed, his erection standing proudly as he gestured to Susan. "Your turn," he ordered, his eyes never leaving hers as she slid off the bed, her legs shaky. Hannah took the cue and swung her legs over Harry's head, her wetness coating his cheeks as she settled into place, her pussy hovering just above his mouth, while Susan straddled his waist.
Susan's eyes locked onto Hannah's, the anticipation thick in the air as she sank down onto Harry's cock. The warm, velvety heat of him filling her completely was a feeling she had missed since the day on the beach, and she moaned as she took him all in, her eyes fluttering shut for a brief moment before snapping open again. Hannah's hands found her hips, guiding her into a rhythm that had him hitting her sweet spot with every thrust. She bit her lip to keep from screaming out, her nails digging into Harry's chest as she began to rock back and forth.
With every movement, Harry's cock slid in and out of Susan, her pussy clenching around him, her juices coating him. The sound of their fucking filled the room, a symphony of lust that only grew louder as Susan's breath grew ragged. Harry's eyes were glued to Hannah's pussy above him, her folds swollen and wet with desire. He licked his lips, his hunger for her growing with every second.
Susan started rocking her hips into Harry's thrusts, her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. Her hands gripped the bed sheets, her knuckles white with the effort of holding on. The feeling of Harry inside her was intense, the way he filled her up and stoked her desire. It had been so long since she had felt this way, and the thought of sharing it with Hannah made it all the better.
Speaking of Hannah, Harry was eager to taste her again, to feel her tremble and moan against his mouth. He leaned up and kissed her inner thigh, his tongue leaving a wet trail as he moved closer to her pussy. The scent of her arousal was intoxicating, a heady blend of desire and need that made his cock twitch deep inside of Susan. His kisses found their target, and Hannah's breath hitched as Harry's mouth closed over her clit. He sucked gently, feeling her thighs tighten around his head.
"Fuck," Hannah breathed, her eyes flying open to stare down at him. "Susan, oh Merlin, I can't..." But Susan was lost in her own world of pleasure, her eyes shut as she rode Harry's cock, her body moving in perfect rhythm with his mouth on Hannah's pussy. His hands reached up squeezing and massaging her ass cheeks, kneading them like warm dough as he spread them apart. His tongue stretched out her lips and began to probe deeper, licking and kissing her with a hunger that left her breathless.
Suddenly, Harry felt the tremors start low in Hannah's belly, her thighs quivering around his head. "Oh, Harry," she whispered, her voice hoarse. "Oh, Susan, I'm going to... I'm going to...!" Her body tensed, and with a cry she came, her juices spurting over Harry's face, her pussy pulsing with each spasm of pleasure.
Susan's eyes snapped open, watching as Hannah's orgasm painted Harry's face, her own need growing with every gasp and shiver. "Yes," Susan panted, her voice low and seductive. "Cum for him, Hannah. Let him taste how much you want this."
Her words seemed to push Hannah over the edge, and Harry felt her clench around his tongue as she rode the wave of pleasure, her body trembling uncontrollably. He lapped up her juices greedily, savoring the taste of her climax. Susan's voice grew more urgent, whispering dirty thoughts into Hannah's ear as Harry brought her down from the peak.
With a final shudder, Hannah collapsed onto Susan's body, her chest heaving with exertion. Susan's eyes gleamed with desire, and before Hannah could pull away, she grabbed her face, pulling her into a deep, hungry kiss. Hannah's eyes widened in surprise, but she melted into it, her own tongue darting out to meet Susan's, tasting herself on the other girl's lips.
The two girls kissed passionately, their bodies pressed together as Susan continued to ride Harry's cock. The sound of their kissing was muffled, their mouths moving in perfect harmony as Susan's hips rolled with each thrust. Harry watched them, his eyes dark with lust as he felt Susan's pussy tighten around him. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, his hips moving faster as Susan's moans grew louder.
With a gasp, Susan's body stiffened, and she threw her head back, her orgasm ripping through her like a bolt of lightning, while Hannah latched onto her neck with her lips. Harry felt the ripples of her pleasure, the way she clenched around him, and it was all he could take. With a roar, he came deep inside her, filling her up with his hot seed. Susan's walls contracted around him, milking him for all he was worth. Susan's orgasm clenched and spasmed against Harry's cock, as his length twitched, unloading rope after rope into her sex.
After a moment, Susan collapsed onto Hannah's chest, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her climax. Hannah pulled away, a dazzled smile on her face, her eyes glazed with pleasure. She looked at Susan, and the two of them shared a look that was a silent promise of more to come. Slowly, they made their way off of Harry, lying down beside him in the bed, their bodies entwined, their breathing heavy and erratic. The three of them lay in the aftermath of passion, the air thick with the scent of sweat and arousal.
"Do you remember," Harry panted, his voice gruff with satisfaction, "what we talked about the first time we fucked, Hannah?"
Hannah's blush deepened, and Susan looked at her with curiosity, her breath still coming in ragged gasps. "What did you two talk about?" she asked, her voice a soft purr.
"Well," Harry began, leaning his head into Hannah's shoulder, his voice a low rumble, "Hannah here had quite the naughty little fantasy. She wanted me to use her, to really pound her cunt, and when I was done, she wanted you to lick it all clean."
Susan's eyes widened in shock, then she couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up from her chest. "Oh Merlin," she said, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. "Well, I'm sorry to disappoint, but I don't think we can manage that this time around."
Hannah's smile was just as broad, the tension of the moment breaking into a shared sense of camaraderie. "It's all right," she murmured, her voice still a little shaky from the intensity of her orgasm. "Maybe next time?"
Susan giggled, the sound music to Harry's ears. "Maybe," she agreed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "But... Hannah, would you like to do it to me instead?"
Hannah's smile grew even wider, and she didn't need any more encouragement. She gracefully slithered off Harry and over to Susan's side, her movements like liquid lust itself. Harry watched as Hannah positioned herself between Susan's legs, her eyes focused on the glistening cum that coated Susan's inner thighs. With a gentle touch, she began to lick up the mess Harry had made, her eyes never leaving Susan's, as if seeking her approval with every pass of her tongue. Susan's breath hitched, her eyes widening with arousal.
"Good girl," Harry murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. He reached out, his hand stroking Susan's stomach, his thumb circling her belly button as he watched the two girls. "Make sure you don't miss any."
Hannah took Harry's words to heart, her tongue moving with purpose as she licked up the trail of cum that led from Susan's pussy to her thighs. Each stroke was deliberate, her eyes never leaving Susan's as she tasted the saltiness of Harry's release. The act was erotic beyond anything she had ever imagined, her own arousal building again as she felt Susan's legs quiver beneath her touch. The sight of Harry's cum on Susan's skin was a visual feast, and Hannah found herself eager to devour it all.
With a renewed sense of urgency, Hannah dipped her tongue deep into Susan's folds, lapping up Harry's essence that was still warm and thick. Hannah felt her own body respond, her nipples hardening and her pussy clenching with need, and Susan's whimpered in pleasure, her moans growing louder as Hannah's tongue danced over her clit, cleaning her up with a hunger that surprised even Harry. The room was filled with the sound of wet, sloppy kisses as Hannah's mouth worked tirelessly, her tongue delving into Susan's depths, savoring the flavor of their combined climaxes.
Finally, Hannah pulled back, her mouth full of cum, her eyes shining with excitement. She looked up at Susan, her cheeks flushed and her lips swollen from their earlier kisses. Susan's eyes were hooded with lust as she watched Hannah's mouth, the sight of Harry's cum on her tongue driving her crazy.
"Now, share with Sue," Harry commanded, his voice low and needful. Hannah nodded eagerly and leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the taste of Harry from Susan's lips. The kiss was slow, sensuous, their tongues dancing together as they shared the intimate flavor. Susan's hands slid into Hannah's hair, pulling her closer, her own hunger spiking as she felt the warmth of Harry's cum on Hannah's tongue.
As they kissed, Harry watched them, his eyes hooded with lust. The sight of Hannah's eager face, her mouth open to accept Susan's tongue, was almost too much for him to bear. He felt himself growing hard again, his body responding to the raw sexuality playing out before him. The room was a cocoon of desire, the air thick with the scent of arousal, the only sounds their muffled moans and the soft, wet sounds of their kisses.
Susan's hands moved from Hannah's hair to cup her face, her own tongue delving into Hannah's mouth, tasting the remnants of their shared climax. Harry's hand slid down to his cock, stroking himself slowly as he watched the two of them. He felt like a voyeur, a silent observer to their passionate embrace. The sight of Susan's breasts, still flushed and sensitive from their earlier play, bouncing slightly as Hannah kissed down her neck, had his blood pumping in his veins.
Hannah's kisses grew more feverish, her mouth moving from Susan's to her neck, leaving a trail of wetness behind. Susan's skin was hot to the touch, her pulse racing under Hannah's lips. Harry watched as Hannah's hand slipped down to Susan's chest, her fingers playing with Susan's nipple, rolling it gently before pinching it. Susan's back arched, a sound of pleasure escaping her mouth as she moaned into Hannah's kiss. And then with heavy breath, they separated, Hannah's mouth inches above Susan's as the remainder of the cum rolled over her full pink lips, and down the eager throat of Susan, leaving behind a trail of spit between the two girls.
"Merlin's beard, that was incredible," Harry murmured in incredulity. "That was legitimately the hottest thing I've ever seen, and I've seen a lot of really hot things. You two are fucking amazing."
But the girls were lost in their own world, their eyes locked in a silent conversation of lust and love. Without a word, they fell down together, their legs entwining like ivy on an ancient castle wall. Hannah's soft, smooth skin pressed against Susan's firm thighs, the friction sending sparks through both their bodies. Their breasts pressed together, as their chest rose and fell as their heavy breathing began to slow.
The room had gone quiet, the only sounds the crackle of the fireplace and the distant echoes of the castle settling for the night. Harry noticed that their eyes were drooping, their bodies relaxing into the soft embrace of exhaustion. He knew they needed rest, but he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret that the night was ending. Leaning forward, he kissed Hannah's forehead softly, her skin warm and flushed from their love-making. She nuzzled into his touch, a contented sigh escaping her lips. Then he repeated the action with Susan, tenderly placing a kiss on her cheek, her eyes fluttering closed as she succumbed to the gentle touch.
With a sigh of his own, Harry stood up from the bed, his body feeling both heavy with satisfaction and light with the thrill of the encounter. He looked down at them, their bodies tangled together in the aftermath of their shared sexuality. It was a sight he knew he would never forget. Carefully, he reached over and grabbed a blanket, his movements slow and deliberate so as not to disturb them. He laid it over them, tucking it in gently around their shoulders, watching as the warmth seemed to envelop them, their bodies melting into the bed even more.
They were beautiful together, he thought. He knew he had to leave them to their rest, but his body was already craving the next conquest... He wondered what Luna was up to right about now - It had been a while since they had an ancient runes study session, after all, and he was still eager to make progress on his project.
Throwing on his pants, he then draped his robe over his bare skin, Harry felt the fabric whisper against his body, a gentle reminder of the passionate evening he had just shared. His cock was still semi-hard, but he knew Luna would have no trouble getting it back to attention. She had a way with him that was entirely different from the Hufflepuffs, something about her ethereal beauty and quirky nature that always made his heart race. He stepped into his shoes, and made his way to the door with a satisfied smile.